Paint the Windows Black Lyrics

Paint the Windows Black

Parakeet singing to the kettle

Radio playing heavy metal

Train whistle blowing, going

Never turning back

I don't let it get to me

Turning on my old tv

I take a can and brushes

and I paint the windows black

Paint the windows black

I came to this old town

To try to turn my life around

To try and get a fingerhold

In some small social crack

But town and minds can be so small

They can have no room at all

Each little strokes a quiet joke

I paint the windows black.

Paint the window black.

What were dreams anyway?

They ain't got a place to stay

In this old seaside town

Happy people clink their glasses

Lonely people drown

In the roadside pizza parlor

old friends greet and husbands holler

rifling through my pockets for the

One note that I lack

Folks can laugh and be so mean

What's worse to see or to be seen

I can fix what's in between

I paint the windows black